It was near evening, the sky dark as clouds hid the sun, and rain poured down. The city was bustling, people going about their business, Hisoka included.

Hisoka raised his hand to catch some of the rain, looking skywards. He shouldve brought an umbrella, he thought to himself in mild amusement, walking home as his previously stylized hair started to droop under the pressure of the falling droplets.

It was then he heard a small cry, strong enough to pique his interest, yet pitiful enough to make him wonder if it was a cat he'd heard, locating it coming from a darkened alley he was just about to pass.

His frown of mild surprise turned up into a small grin, as he turned into the alley way, curiosity often being his number one weakness.